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Adoption is the method God chose to bring us (strangers) into His family as His own.... When we entered into the adoption process it was a complete mystery to me.  Would I be able to take this baby and love him as my own?  When a woman births her own child, most of the time, she also gives birth to a new deeper love within herself to nurture the baby.  But, how would I "feel" about someone else's child?  God, through many trials and tears brought Isaac into my life at a moment of great transition.  He had been working on me!  Reshaping me!  Most of the time when we view ourselves, we see a pretty okay human being.   Giving ourselves a whole lot of our attention. God had to bring me to a place of seeing the deep needs of those around me and off my own perceived need.  When Isaac was born, my husband was on a mission trip.  We had not been in Michigan very long, so I didn't know Detroit well at all.  God had taught me enough about the roads system that I

Hang on, don't quit.  Find some time early today to let Jesus breath life into you and into your situation..... God's not done with you.....He has a plan.  Do right and set your mind on things above.  Lay all your cares to the side today....Put your armor on to protect you from evil. Chin up, eye on the prize.....you can do this!   Psalms 28:7 The LORD is my strength and my shield; my heart trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth; and with my song will I praise him.  

We grew up near Grand Lake St. Mary's.   Every summer we enjoyed long warm sunny days  fishing and swimming.  They were great times for sure.... One thing I remember in particular was something my baby brother used to do.  He was always pushing his physical limits.  He would swim out into the lake as far as he could until he was to tired to swim back.  The water would be over his head......and he would begin to yell helllllp! (I remember this yell very well, it was the exact same yell I heard the time he talked me into ridding the zipper at the Mercer County Fair)  I would jump in as fast I could and swim out to save him.  I wasn't strong enough to swim holding him, so I would lift him out of the water, walk on the bottom of the lake a little bit and then come up for air.......repeat.......until we  came to the pier.  It was a long exhausting process. Ministry can feel like that.....exhausting trying to keep others afloat while struggling to catch your own breath. But

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